`` Abduction '' it maybe not what you want

But you have to accept what is served

And if you harbor dark phantasy

My quarrel are what you deserve ... ..

I've written my"abduction"story

In a format not to every-ones taste sensation

But if you decide to continue

Grab a tissue, you know, just in case

My Word are for one peculiar person

A adult female I completely adored

And although my feelings still linger

She moved on and I moved abroad

Anyway, back to my account

And to contribute an initial insight

It tells of her part in a works-outing

Where alcohol flowed freely all night

When briefly away from her workmates

A meathead had made a crude play

Saying she looked to be open

To"rough justice"being dispensed her way

Speechless, she re-joined her comrades

Who told her about his design

He picks up and takes away charwoman

With or without their consent

They said he's an insatiable teras

The committer of"marathon"rapes

And some were said to last time of day

Involving a altogether lot of his mates

Her friends tell her Sir Thomas More wicked stories

Of all style of things that they do

To the women he takes with him

And insist that the stories are on-key

They said he's never arrested

And immune from condemnation for life story

He has a crown-judge in his pocket

Having filmed a"long nighttime"with his wife



They said the first Night that he"took"her

He didn't know she's the wife of a beak

But after her long night of"aid"

For calendar month, she"look"each week

The news spread throughout her hi-circles

Other married woman felt a need to"assist"

> But that's a whole different story

You'll find there's a link at the end…. <

Her Quaker say that some who go with him

Were never seen or heard from again

They were branded and taken to auction

And sold off to unscrupulous men

She knows her Quaker were just joking

And the tease was at her expense

‘ Cos getting away with such indignation

Just wouldn't have made any signified

But they say if she goes the side by side Friday

She'd bettor prepare in progression

To drop her life as a sex striver

If she falls prey to his sly verbal dance

They say he's always"recruiting"

And was in every Friday dark

They said to come back and confront him

And she drunkenly says she just might.

"seed alone next week, then, we dare you"

Her friends urge her all in one part

"But if you allow him to take you away

He'll use you for hours .. no alternative ”.

Later, as they all were dispersing

She glanced back over her articulatio humeri

And wondered if he'd be"recruiting"

Next week like her friends had all told her.

The guy had looked fearsome and beastly

The eccentric who controls and commands

No dubiety he could do what he wanted

To those who fell into his manpower

But for now she's too tipsy to reflect

About coming back the side by side workweek

All she wants to do at that moment

Is go home and get loads of sleep.

…………

Two Nox later, recalling the storey

Her dark phantasy begin to hold tilt

An unwholesome tingle starts building

At thought of kidnap and sensual foul play

Remembering what her Quaker told her

She scrolls through some sickening scenes

Is that what she'll get if ‘ he'picks her up ?

Her fingers eff just what that means

They start to touch where they shouldn't

At visual sensation of being taken away

And as they take on a spirit of their own

She can't bar them having their way

... ... ... ..

After four long Night of to a greater extent touching

His ‘ influence'is starting to fade

But as Friday sun hangs low in the sky

decision now have to be made

Just then her phone ping a message

Unnerving, it almost rings true

It's from a friend who had dared her

"Are you dreading tonight's rendezvous ?

But I bet that you still end up going

Dressed sexy to give the green luminousness

To his invention to abduct you

And get yourself gang-raped all night"

Dismissing this unthinkable notion

She's still drawn like a moth to a flame.

And as her inherent aptitude scream"just stay away"

She decides to front all the same.

This time around she flies solo

No back-up or friendly support

She knows of his gloomy reputation

And what she'll get if she gets herself ‘ caught'

………….. so

Swearing she's not out for"escapade"

But just fantasy a duo of wines.

She preps and preens in finale detail.

And tease herself up to the nines

She'd been told he has a cruel ‘ hit listing'

With its prey of wanton intent

But she doesn't know it's a short-list of one.

And tonight she is head of the line

…………….

The bar is a heady arena

And her heart thumps hard in her chest

Coursing hot rake through her physical structure

causing improper unrest

At first he just seems to cut her

And throws a mere quick fleeting coup d'oeil

But it tells him she's kept her appointment

With his treacherous, sly game of prospect

Nervous, but strangely excited

She drinks more vino than she should

Praying he doesn't come over

But secretly hoping he would

He watches her crapulence herself dizzy

He ensures no-one else intervenes

Patient, he sharpens his talons

He's going to pick her apart at the seams.



Just when she thinks she's been let off the hook

And his late pitch was all braggadocio

He sidles up-side when she goes to the bar

To exhaust his cruel plans to abduct her

His silver line of gab is entrancing.

A well-practiced, seductive biz plan.

Underhanded. Erotic. Tenacious.

He won't quit ‘ til she's inside his van.

As he sweet-talks her, shine and seductive.

Her defenses melt away, one by one.

If he can chip away all resistance,

Her arousal will tip her done for

He breathes More words of flirt

Soft and sensuous into her ear

Saying she's sure to delight it

And that she has nothing to fear.

He says he'll be kind, slow and gentle

That he'll make it erotic and fun

And as his digit sneak up through her hair

Her capture has already begun

When his finger's breadth caress the nape of her neck,

It's talons which brush light on her skin.

And she thrills to the thought of abduction

As her moody fancies kick in.

Her subversive and growing arousal

attracter her deeper under his spell.

Allowing her back-stabbing demons

To sleep-walk her into sex hell.

She'll be like a lamb to the slaughter,

If her spoilt nightmare comes true.

But as her electrical resistance slips slowly away,

Her comeuppance is now over-due

He asks if she'd like to come with him

volition, and of free accord

To where they could get to be friendly

And where boulevard could be explored

She knows wicked deed could befall her

And she knows she has to slump

But it's firmly to give"No"as an solvent

When she's horny and heady with wine-colored

He can see that she's started to falter

So he golf stroke into action plan"B"

A cute little game he has up his sleeve

Involving handcuffs, a dare and a key

Her eyes open wide as if saucers

When he drops his ‘ handlock on the bar

She immediately senses her peril

And knows this could go way too far

"Go on, I know that you want to"

As he waves a key in the air

"I'll buy you a drink if you try them,

Come on, it's only a dare."

"Oh no ! You've got to be joking"

She says with a reddening flush.

But she can't take her eyes off the handlock

Or deny that they gave her a Benjamin Rush

.

He wheedles his finger high into her whisker

As he places a key on the bar

"I know that you're dying to try them

And to experience how thrilling they are"

Despite her gut feeling, and still shaking her point

The temptation proves hard to resist

And she disturbingly hears herself saying

"OK, but only one wrist."

Her prime is now goose-bumps as he picks up the ‘ cuffs

And clicks one end to her wrist

"Now swing your weapons system troll behind you"he says

"Go on.. please.. I insist"

In a play-act she's taking no further

Her branch swing around to comply

But an confederate has slinked up behind her

And wrist two gets clicked richly and dry

"Hey, let me go, this isn't part of the batch"

She immediately starts to protest

"Oh no, you're right, I'm sorry"he says

"I didn't mean value to hold you hard-pressed ”.

"Here ”, he says"You take the key"

As he pulls at the waist of her slacks

Then dropping the key straight down the front

He laughs as her panic onrush

"Hey, how can I possibly reach it

Now that you've dropped it down there ?"

"Don't worry, I'll get it for you"he says

"Even if it's in your underwear.

But you'd unspoilt behave and be silent.

In your involvement, don't make a picture

‘ cos this bar is full of drunk horn-dogs

And you're in handcuffs…. know what I mean ?"

His fingers then snake where they shouldn't

In hunt of his devious prize

He can see this is just what she wanted

He can recite by the flavour in her heart

Her pegleg showtime feeling like jelly

And she leans on the bar for backup

Which offers a position more hold

Free rein for his treacherous sport.

As his finger keep slowly advancing

She lets out a desperate moan

She knows she is sleek with rousing

And import have finally hit home

His finger slip down ever lower

Her weapon system are cuffed at her back

She's bent-grass over with legs all akimbo

And can't stop his sordid plan of attack

A finger's breadth alight on its target

Then massages slow up and down

And just to intensify her torment

His thumb rophy slow round and round

As he explores even further

Her legs begin to kick in way

But he continues his finger dance magic

And their brazen and claiming ballet

A digit now gaining full intrusion

Another one playground slide by its English

Working her ever more firmly

Working her ever more wide

troika digit then round out her torment

Three finger which do what they will

Three fingerbreadth now slick with her juices

Three digit which just fit the bill

She hates him for being such a bastard

She hates him for being so common

She hates him for saying she'd like it

She hates him for knowing the truth.

He tells her that he could now have her

Bent over, right now and right here

And that no-one would pace in to facilitate her

In fact, they would probably cheer.

She knows she can't let that pass off

inebriate horn-dogs were sure to join in

"Oh no, not now, not here ”, She pleads.

"Where then ?"he scoffs"Let's go and begin."



"That's not what I meant and you know it"

Annoyed that he'd twisted her words

"Too late, I'm taking you with me,"he says,

"To get together some horny jail-birds ”.

His grievous arm then vacillation around her

Effectively sealing her fate

A ness is flung over her articulatio humeri

And now it's too late to turn tail

The cape hides the ‘ cuffs that control her

His arm guides her out through the threshold

She's marched to a van which is waiting

A van she has been in before

Last time the number one wood was friendly

A match she thought she knew well

But he knows all about her dark fantasy

Of abduction into anarchic sex-hell

So this ride is not a transportation

Where the driver is odoriferous and obliging

He's taking her to her forged nightmare

And dark forcefulness are doing the driving

> > > >



If you continue on reading

It's you who has taken the come-on

You've gone and exposed your own taste

So keep reading to see your fate.

The stories about your abductor

Have almost hit on the nail

He has a clandestine contract

With a rough and tough local jail.



He goes to the pub every Friday

Exploiting the deep secrets within

Those who harbor coloured fancy

And your penchant has seen you sucked in.

So now you've been tricked into manacle

You've been frog-marched out to his van

You know you should really hold back indication

But if you're horny, I doubt that you can

> >. > .. > >

Exploiting dark thoughts of abduction

The"recruiter"has sucked you right in

You only have yourself to blame

As you let your incubus begin

The room access to his van coast blanket heart-to-heart

Two collaborator then cart you inside

The door slams shut causing darkness

Now there's nowhere to run or to hide

paw then twist around you and rick you

This way and that, who knows where

Manhandled with uncaring roughness

You're pushed into some kind of chairperson

"We're all wearing night-vision goggles,"

You hear a growling voice say

"We know you're ineffective to see us

But we can see you, plain as day."

A smelly old rag is then pushed in your mouth

A tie-band then holds it in blank space

Then an detonation of blinding white adept

As a hand slaps you hard in your cheek

"Now listen up close little girly"

As a script grips you firm on your mentum

"If you would care to see morning

Then you'd better relax and give in"



"Do you want to make this thing easy

Or go down the hard path instead ?"

Knowing there now seems no selection

You give a slight nod of your head

"Good missy, you gave the right wing answer

We also want you to possess fun

And not stimulate knife-cuts and bruise

Before the game's even begun

But I'm here to give you bazaar warning

I'm not gon na lie and act

There might be red wealds on your ankles and radiocarpal joint

By the time we get to the end"

You give a dry gulp and a shiver

At the thought of what lay ahead

But your mind goes dummy with another heavy smacking

As a goon then encases your headspring

The hood has some form of hemming

Which seems to encircle your cervix

You feel its warp being latched into place

Your lot has just cashed a bad cheque

You then sense some kind of apparent motion

Your slip is now underway

They fiddle about with your handcuffs

And you feel them being taken away

As hired hand start tugging the incline of your top

You feel it being slowly removed

Your racy new bra then comes into view

A wolf-whistle shows it's been approved

By instinctive reflex you automatically sneak up your arms

As your top slides up over your question

You want to omit your arms down again

But rough hands hold them high up instead

You hear the tink-chinkle of handlock

And your wrists are ensnared once again

But this metre you can't get your blazonry down

They've be hung up on some form of Ernst Boris Chain

bridge player then pull hard on your ankle

stretch you out by your foot

Your whole body just seems to go airborne

Pulling you out of your seat

You feel you're at a mad angle

Your blazonry are still up in the air

You're being stretched out like a hammock

The breed on your carpus hard to support

Some kind of tabulate slides under your spinal column

Supporting the weighting of your consistence

Releasing the variant of the handcuffs

Which briefly had been quite ungodly

Now laid on your back horizontal

Hands pull at the heels of your shoe

"Tonight there'll be no more walk

So, don't worry, you've nothing to lose"

hand then pull at your leging

You're being relieved of your drop-off

"We're just making for sure you are ready"

As your thigh get a twosome of skag

Already relieved of your footwear

Your feet are raised, one at a time

You feel them being wiped with fond liquid

It's flakey, but feels quite sublime.

"I bet you can't guess what we're doing"

A voice coos, unnervingly sweet-scented

"Tonight, there's no euphony for dancing

But you'll swing music to an alternative beat."

You feel some sort of concentrated stockings

Being eased into place on your ft

The warm up liquidity has furnished them slippery

So your"socks"fit you tight, cubbyhole and groovy

"These are for when we suspend you

When you're au naturel and hang upside down

Ready to contact your dance tutor

Who will really pip you around."

Oh no ! Those password weren't expected

A terrifying twist of events

"But the deal is,"he adds"co-operate,

"And we could dispense with taking such lengths."

You're relieved to hear an escape-route

He studies you close for answer

You nod your head like a demon

It's exactly just what he wants

"So you do want a tasting of the bull-whip

To sense the warm glow of its kiss

To dance to its hypnotic rhythm

And come to welcome the audio of its snort ?

His words make you writhe in a panic

Frantic"MmmmMMmMmm"s emit from your bonnet

"Don't worry, the tutor's an expert,"he mocks

"You'll dance well when he's whipping you good.

But I'm sure he'll be variety and extract your gag

Before extracting your screams

Your cavorting will cause the work party's Passion of Christ to rise

You'll be the luscious girl of their dreams"

Your head is a maelstrom in meltdown

Straight thinking now torn up in shreds

It consumes and diverts your attention

You don't notice they're spreading your leg

Your"socks"have neat piffling eye-hooks

The van has bars either slope

The tension is steadily building

Tight ropes hold your legs unfastened wide

Then hands with intent of wrong-doing

Pull down on the radix of your thong

You feel a concentrated foreign physical object

Probing where it don't belong

Unable to blockade its intrusion

It relentlessly slides into place

A click starts a steady low buzzing

You flush as your heart starts to race

Still wet from your"enforced"stimulation

And despite your degrading mistreat

The buzzing sends you unrelenting

To the brink of wholesale defeat

The palpitation are wholly consuming

The moving ridge coming fast and intense

They break down your final resistivity

They breach your last line of denial

In a haze of orgasmic bending

Which lasts for … you don't screw how long

A sudden sharp pain jerking you back down to earth

If you thought they were done … you were wrong

The pain is a scratch … a sting on your tit

Causing"MMmmmMmm"s which you quickly regret

"My, my, you seem to delight that,"he laughs

"That's for later, sister, not quite yet."

"I suppose you should bed where we're going"

There's a sinister tincture to his vocalism

"It's to fill some sex-hungry convicts

If you want to ….. Oh, sorry …… no choice"

You feel a dull point slowly tracing

Some definite agate line on your peel

"Don't concern, it's just an ink marker

With a substance, before we begin

.It's to the aforementioned yard bird

You're about to go"entertain"

It says"I'm here for your pleasure"

I think that should make it quite plain

But some of the tough are nonreader

So there's arrows pointing this way and that

To volunteer a good set of options

As, in twist, they go in to bat.



So let me explicate what will materialize

When you're served on a denture to this crew.

They've been champing with sexed-up aggression.

And can't wait to get their rough work force on you

assault, degradation and intimate ill-treatment

Not to advert being repeatedly raped

But there's something we've kept as a secret ..…

Your trial by ordeal will be video-taped.

But it won't reveal any shackles.

Nor whips. Nor blotto masking mag tape

Or how you'll spend the next hr

Being"tutored"and licked into Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe

It'll record you orgasmed freely

Convulsing and bucking away

Implying you loved every moment

An abandoned and wanton show

Without any proof of wrong-doing

The gang will be gifted relieve rein

They can come anytime and abduct you

And they will do …. again and again

And there's cipher you can do to block off them

Blackmailed by a telecasting tape

So when you're nighttime fondness come knocking

They'll be fully in charge of your fate

They'll sneaker up behind you and snap up you

You'll be stripped and gag masking taped

You'll be thrown on a unclean old mattress

Then held down and repeatedly raped

So if you're now hot from my narrative

And my wrangle have brought you undone

Make your own finger now have you

And don't stop ‘ till they've made you cum.

> > > > > > > > > >

All the above, you brought on yourself

When you let your secret on intent escape

I know you bonk your dark fancies

But I hope non ever really take place

> > > > > > > >

Now, what of this woman who was inside my van

The one I just took for a ride ?

Well, she still has her underwear on

But the vibrator still buzzes inside

I scoop up all her belonging

And place them inside a big bag

I ensure that nothing is missing,

Then remove her cap and her gag

Releasing the ‘ handlock forget me drug which held her

I stand her up on my hi-top van trading floor

I fix a blindfold to cut across her oculus

Then set her free outside her front room access

It's coldness and it's three in the morning

Her belonging and house key in hand

The van and its device driver do a ball carrier

Her"abduction"was fully pre-planned

She anxiously rips off her blind-fold

She's in underwear and open alone

Her eyes adjust into focus

She sees she's outside her own home

She feels the vibe is still buzzing

"Smart-asses, that's just genuine cute"

She anxiously looks down at her squelchy wet feet

On each invertebrate foot there's a wellington kick

.……

I know she loves her black fancy

But not to let them bring her undone

She knows I can write bawdy poems

So I've gave her one ……. Just for fun.

xxx mu